Red leaned heavily on his cane with each step he took while he held tightly to Donald's arm. Sandra followed close behind wondering if she should really trust either of these men. She hugged herself and chewed her lip nervously. At this point, she didn't have a choice.

"A-Are we gonna be out soon?" She questioned causing Red to glance at her over his shoulder.

"We don't know." Red replied causing the girl to grimace. He turned back to look at where they were going.

"We are gonna get out though, right?"

"We don't know that either. This road may lead to a dead end. And there's always the chance that both ends of the road just lead to more woods." Red answered getting a glare from Donald.

"He's just trying to worry you. This road has to lead somewhere." Donald stated receiving a nasty look from the criminal.

"Don't paraphrase me." Red stated. "I'm just telling her the truth." He added. Donald stopped walking to make Red stop. He peered down at the shorter man and clenched his jaw.

"What you're doing is being an asshole."

"I'd rather be that than whatever the hell you are." Red growled before yanking on the bandages to get Donald to walk.

"Do you even realize what you are?" Ressler asked raising his voice. He stopped again making Red groan and sneer in annoyance. "You're a monster! You kill what ever unfortunate bastard gets in your way, and you help other criminals do the exact same thing!" Donald yelled.

Sandra felt her heart pounding in her chest. She should have known better than to stay with these men. She felt tears stinging her eyes as she started to back away.

"Dipshit! If I killed everyone who got in my way, I'd have killed you already! I'm still tempted to just slit your throat and be done with it!" Red yelled back. He didn't normally lose his temper like this but everything was starting to get to him. Sandra froze when Red's gaze shifted to her. "And where the hell do you think you're going?"

"I-I thought that m-maybe I s-should get out by m-myself." She stammered and averted her gaze from Reddington's intense glare.

"No," he stated plainly.

"B-But-,"

"You'll die if you try to get out by yourself. Your best bet is to stick with us." He said. Her lower lip trembled, and she evaded his gaze. She stepped forward as a way to show that she wasn't going to leave the small group. Donald gave her a look of pity before turning back around. The sooner they got out of here, the sooner he could get the girl away from Reddington.

aaaaaaa

The sun had set, and the three seemed no closer to civilization. They all needed some sleep before they went any further, but Red wasn't sure that he could trust those two enough. He'd have to take a risk if he wanted to get out of this mess alive.

"We're stopping for the night." Red stated pulling Donald towards the side of the road. Donald and Sandra complied and followed him. Reddington pulled out more of the bandages after getting Ressler to sit next to one of the trees. Then, he tied the younger man to the trunk so he couldn't run.

He looked to Sandra who looked frightened beyond belief. Red wondered if he should tie the girl up as well but thought better of it. She might have a panic attack if he did. Besides, she looked harmless and docile. Of course, so did a lot of people that would have slit your throat sooner than they would have said hello.

"Go sit down." Reddington ordered and she obeyed without hesitation. She sat next to Donald as if that would give her some comfort. Red sat down across from them and leaned back on the tree behind him after dropping the bag of supplies that he'd been carrying.

The ground was hard and uncomfortable but seemed ten times better than being on his feet. He sighed and laid his head while he clutched the pocket knife in his hand. If anything happened, he wanted to be armed for it.

It was nearly half an hour before he finally dozed off. Donald and Sandra, however, were wide awake. Sandra was clutching her knees to her chest while Donald wondered how he could get them out of here.

"Sandra," Donald whispered making the young girl jump. "See if you can untie me." He added. She bite her lip and glanced worriedly at Red. "You're just a kid. He won't hurt you."

"W-what about you?" She asked but didn't get a response. Taking a deep breath, she moved back to where the knot was tied. She pried at it but was unable to undo it. "I can't get it."

"Try to get the knife from him." Ressler instructed quietly. Reddington had been dead on his feet earlier. It seemed likely that he would keep sleeping.

Sandra felt her heart pounding at the thought. Regardless of her fear, she walked towards the sleeping criminal. When she was standing close enough to hear his quiet snoring, she reached out to slip the blade out of his hand. She had a grip on it before she froze. She felt a panic rising in her as she thought of what would happen if he woke up.

She calmed herself enough to tug at the knife slightly. She paused and looked at his face. There was no movement. The girl tugged at the knife a little more before stopping again. Red was still snoring. One last tug ought to do it.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Red barked at her. She gave a small scream as she jumped and fell backwards onto the hard dirt. Red sneered at her and tried to get to his feet. Sandra felt her heart rate speed up as he loomed over her. Oh God, he was going to kill her!

Tears started streaming down her face as she tried to back away. She let out raged sobs and cries as he reached out for her. Red grabbed the front of her shirt and yanked her forward. He was just about to start yelling when her breathing sped up to an alarming rate. Now, he had to worry about her passing out.

"Calm down." Red stated trying to sound comforting but ended up sounding angry instead. He held tightly to the hyperventilating girl and faked a smile. "No one is going to hurt you. You need to calm down."

Sandra was starting to feel light headed but couldn't fight back her panicked feeling. He had to be lying. He would kill her as soon as she calmed down. Her heart pounded to where she couldn't hear anything but a beating in her ears. She knew that Reddington and Ressler were both trying to talk to her, but she couldn't hear them.

"I won't hurt you." Red stated finally calming down himself. "I'll prove it. If I was going to hurt you, would I do this?" He asked before wrapping his arms around her in a comforting way. Her breathing hitched and stopped for what felt like an eternity. Red stroked her hair to calm her down.

Finally, she was able to breath normally again. She let her head fall against his chest and her eyes closed. Red lowered them gently to where they were sitting on the ground. He stroked her hair while she leaned against him and wound her arms around him. She let her eyes close again before she drifted off to sleep. Ressler stared in amazement. How could a man like Reddington have done something like that?

"I thought you were going to try to hurt her." Donald stated getting a glare from Red.

"What would be the point of punishing her for something you put her up to? Agent Ressler, she's just a child. You on the other hand, are an adult. You sat her up to go against me. When we get out of here," Red growled as he narrowed his eyes and bared his teeth. "I'm going to take that knife and cut you to pieces."